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“Please,” I whimper.

He runs his tongue over his bottom lip before tonguing his lip ring. “Tell me what you need, little mama.”

“Kiss me,” I squeak out, like the desperate woman these men turn me into.

Leaning down, he presses his lips softly to mine in a slow sensual kiss, but it doesn’t stay that way. He groans as he slides his tongue against mine and becomes aggressive, dominating, and the sound of Lucy and Sebastian talking fades into the background, until it’s only Gage. At this moment no one else exists.

CHAPTER FORTY

MAV

As usual, I’m the schmuck who gets stuck with the driving, and I don’t even get one of our girls beside me to keep me company. Worse than that, when I glance in the rearview mirror again, I can see Gage is making out with Stella right at the back of the minivan, and although I can’t see what they’re doing, I’m pretty sure his cock is making an appearance right about now. Fuck this shit. I’m fed up with being left out of stuff.

“Lucy!” I bark and hear a squeak as she jumps. Is it bad that I love making her make that sound? It’s fucking adorable.

“Dammit, Mav!” I point at the seat beside me and make my demand.

“Fucking join me, woman, I’m tired of being alone.”

I catch the look on Sebastian’s face as he realizes that means I’m taking her from him, and therefore leaving him alone instead, and I sigh. This is the kind of shit that keeps driving a wedge between us, isn’t it? Five being an odd number, there’s always someone left out as we pair off. We need to stop doing that to each other.

“There’s room here for you too, Pretty Boy. You can both keep me company.” His smile tells me it was the right move, as he moves to the seat behind Lucy, and she reaches back to take his hand.

“Were you getting all lonely up here, Mav? Were you afwaid all by your widdle self?” She can put on a baby voice all she wants, but I’m perfectly within my rights to have someonekeeping me awake for the drive. I’m not tired, but I’ll play that card if I have to.

“You think you won’t pay for taunting me later, baby?”

The smug smile disappears, but she giggles instead. “I can’t wait, Mav. How long until we’re home?”

I check the GPS, and sigh with relief. “Half an hour at most, assuming we don’t hit more traffic.”

“I’ll be glad to get back home, and start trying to get back to normal,” Sebastian says, echoing my thoughts exactly.

“Yeah, next road trip, I pick where we go,” I point out, but I’m not getting at Lucy, and I hope she knows that.

“I’m sorry, you guys. Going home was a big fucking mistake, but at least I don’t carry so much guilt now for disappearing on my family.”

Sebastian growls under his breath, and leans around the seat, before I can even respond to her myself.

“Home is where we’re fucking going, and your family is us. Even if you hadn’t had this closure, that would still be the case, and it’s never been more true. All of us belong together, and nobody is ever fucking leaving.” Whoa, Pretty Boy. Starting to sound like Gage there.

“Careful, PB, you’re giving me a boner,” I say lightly, grinning when Lucy giggles in response. Yeah, let’s not scare our ladies off before we have them back under lock and fucking key.

It takes almost forty-five fucking minutes, but that sense of relief I feel as I drive up and park the minivan outside our house, is like nothing I’ve felt before. We’re home. All five of us are back home, and nobody’s fucking leaving again. We will do every single fucking thing together, and nobody’s ever getting close enough to touch our girls again. I’ll break every fucker’s neck in a five-mile radius if I even get a hint that someone’s considering it.

Sebastian hangs back with me while the others head inside, the girls carrying just their own personal shoulder bags, because no way in hell our pregnant ladies are carrying anything heavier.

“Mav?”

I pause as I’m dragging the last two bags out of the trunk. He’s standing close beside me, maybe a little too close for someone I’m not intimate with, to be honest.

“Whassup, PB?”

He grabs the other bag and drags it back out of the trunk.

“I just wanted to say thank you, you know for earlier. I appreciated not being left on my own for the last part of the trip home.”

Damn, don’t go getting all emosh on me, man.

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